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THE  TEACHERS  RESCUED.  Page  35. 


SCENES 


IN  THE 


NEW  HEBRIDES, 

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SHESH  ACHURJYA. 


PHILADELPHIA: 

PRESBYTERIAN  BOARD  OF  PUBLICATION. 

NO.  265  CHESTNUT  STREET. 


SCENES 


IN  THE 

NEW  II  EB  HIDES. 


CHAPTER  I. 

THE  BLOOD  OF  THE  MARTYRS. 

In  the  South  Pacific  Ocean,  to  the  west  of 
the  Georgian  Islands,  of  which  Tahiti  is  the 
chief — to  the  west  of  the  Hervey  Islands,  of 
which  Rarotonga  is  the  chief — to  the  west 
of  the  eight  islands,  composing  the  Samoas 
or  Navigator’s  group — there  lies  the  group 
of  the  New  Hebrides.  To  this  cluster  of 
islands,  the  devoted  missionary,  Mr.  Williams, 
often  turned  his  longing  eyes.  It  seemed  to 
him  that  these  New  Hebrides  were  the  key  to 
New  Caledonia,  New  Britain,  New  Guinea, 
and  other  groups.  When  he  left  England  in 
the  Camden  in  the  year  1838,  it  was  with 

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the  resolution  of  visiting,  as  soon  as  possible, 
the  New  Hebrides. 

After  a safe  and  happy  voyage,  he  reached 
the  South  Seas,  and  fixed  his  home,  at  Upolu, 
one  of  the  Samoas.  It  was  on  November  5, 
1839,  that  he  left  Upolu,  on  his  long-planned 
expedition,  to  explore  these  western  isles.  No 
one  knew  that  he  was  leaving  for  the  last 
time,  and  yet  there  was  a sadness  thrown 
over  the  parting,  as  though  every  heart  had 
been  conscious  of  what  was  going  to  happen. 
What  made  him  talk  so  often  to  his  friends 
about  the  shortness  and  uncertainty  of  life, 
and  the  need  of  being  constantly  ready  to  go 
at  Jesus’  call  ? What  made  him  choose  for 
tlie  text  of  his  farewell  sermon,  those  touch- 
ing words,  “ And  they  all  wept  sore,  and  fell 
on  Paul’s  neck,  and  kissed  him,  sorrowing 
most  of  all  for  the  wmrds  which  he  spake, 
that  they  should  see  his  face  no  more  ?” 
What  made  him  weep  so  much  when  he  bade 
good  b\"e  to  his  wife  and  children  at  twelve 
o’clock  that  night,  and  embrace  them  time 
after  time,  as  if  he  were  never  to  look  upon 
them  again? 

As  soon  as  he  stepped  on  board  the 
Camden,  however,  his  sadness  left  him.  He 


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had  much  to  do,  and  much  to  think  about. 
He  had  now  begun  his  “ great  voyage,” — the 
voyage  to  which  he  had  been  looking  for- 
ward for  eighteen  years — the  voyage  on 
which  hung  the  hopes  of  many  Christians — 
the  voyage  which  would  either  end  in  bitter 
disappointment,  or  do  more  for  the  glory  of 
his  Saviour  than  any  of  his  former  attempts. 
The  people  that  he  was  going  to  visit  spoke 
a strange  language  and  practised  strange 
customs.  They  were  cruel  and  savage  can- 
nibals. 

On  his  way,  he  left  some  native  teachers, 
at  Rotuma — an  island  which,  as  far  as  I can 
judge  from  the  map,  was  about  half-way. 
The  reason  why  he  called  there  was,  that  he 
thought  he  might  find  some  natives  of  the 
New  Hebrides  on  the  island,  and  if  he  could 
get  them  to  come  with  him,  they  might  in- 
troduce him  to  their  friends  at  home.  When 
the  Camden  was  within  five  miles  of  Rotuma, 
a canoe  approached  with  four  men  in  it. 
They  were  very  strange-looking.  Instead 
of  clothes,  their  bodies  were  smeared  over 
with  a thick  coat  of  turmeric  and  oil,  which 
made  them  appear  as  if  they  were  dressed  in 
red  coats.  One  of  them  came  on  board:  he 
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was  a chief,  named  Tokoniua.  He  told  them 
that  there  were  no  New  Hebrides  men  on  the 
island.  This  the  missionaries  were  sony  to 
hear,  but  they  resolved  to  leave  teachers 
there  if  they  could.  So  they  sent  to  the  king 
to  olfer  him  some.  Meanwhile  they  landed 
and  talked  to  the  people.  After  waiting 
some  time,  and  getting  no  answer  from  the 
king,  they  were  going  away ; just  as  they 
were  pushing  the  boat  off,  their  little  friend 
Tokoniua  came  running  down  the  beach  out 
of  breath,  crying  out  “ Back,  astern,  there  !” 
They  stopped — he  jumped  in  and  then  gave 
another  order,  “ Pull  away,  boys.”  Mr. 
Williams,  much  surprised,  asked  him  what 
he  wanted.  “ I want  my  missionary,”  said 
he.  Mr.  Williams  replied,  “ but  the  king 
does  not  wish  for  missionaries,  and  we  are 
going  to  sail  to  larger  islands  than  this,  where 
we  hope  to  leave  them.”  “ I no  mind  the 
king,”  cried  Tokoniua;  “he  king  his  own 
town ; me  and  my  brother  chief,  we  got  town 
too ; the  king  no  come  speak  my  town,  I no 
go  speak  his  town:  suppose  king  no  like  mis- 
sionary, me  like  him.”  Mr.  Williams  ans- 
wered that  they  had  no  more  time  to  stay,  as 
they  had  a long  distance  to  go,  and  many 


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islands  to  call  at,  adding  “ Have  we  not,  Captain 
Morgan  1”  As  soon  as  the  little  man  heard 
Captain  Morgan  appealed  to,  he  turned  to 
him,  and  exclaimed  with  warmth,  “you  very 
kind  man,  I know.  Captain  Morgan ; what 
you  say.  Captain?  You  no  give  me  mission- 
ary ? Only  one  night.  Captain,  then  I get 
my  missionary  and  you  go.  What  you  say 
Captain?  What  you  say?”  By  this  time  all 
on  board  were  so  interested  in  Tokoniua  that 
they  could  not  refuse  him.  So  they  waited 
that  night,  and  then  went  on  shore  with  two 
native  teachers,  Leitana  and  Tau,  both  of 
them  Chi’istians  from  Samoa.  On  landing, 
they  found  that  the  king  had  sent  a message 
all  round  the  island,  desiring  that  no  one  would 
receive  them;  but  the  chief  of  that  district  had 
returned  for  answer,  “ If  the  teachers  come, 
I shall  treat  them  kindly,  but  leave  their  reli- 
gion with  themselves.”  Mr.  Williams  was 
going  to  kneel  down  and  pray  with  Leitana  and 
Tau,  before  leaving  them,  but  the  poor  igno- 
rant chief  was  terrified,  and  begged  that  they 
would  not  do  it  in  his  house,  lest  the  spirits 
should  be  angry  with  him,  and  wreak  their 
vengeance  on  his  children.  It  did  not  seem 
prudent  to  press  the  point,  so  they  lifted  up  a 


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prayer  in  their  hearts  for  one  another,  to 
Him  who  hears  thoughts  as  well  as  woi'ds. 
This  was  on  Wednesday,  Nov.  13th,  1839. 

On  the  Saturday  evening,  as  they  were 
steering  fast  towards  the  New  Hebrides,  they 
held  a meeting  for  prayer,  that  God  would 
protect  them,  if  it  were  his  will,  from  the 
power  of  fierce  savages.  As  soon  as  it  was 
light  on  IMonday  morning,  they  opened  their 
eyes,  and  saw  the  green  hills  of  Tanna, 
lighted  up  by  the  early  beams  of  the  just 
risen  sun.  They  were  full  of  joy  and  hope 
to  find  themselves  anchored,  at  last,  opposite 
the  first  of  the  New  Hebrides  group.  Their 
joy  was  increased  on  landing.  The  natives 
were  very  friendly,  and  quite  delighted  at  the 
thought  of  receiving  the  teachers.  There- 
fore three  were  left  with  them  at  once.  The 
next  morning  the  missionaries  came  again  on 
shore  to  see  how  the  teachers  were,  and  if 
they  had  been  well  treated.  They  said  that 
they  had  been  treated  most  kindly,  and  they 
wished  to  get  their  luggage  from  the  ship, 
and  settle  themselves  at  Tanna.  When  the 
people  saw  them  getting  into  the  boat,  they 
w'ere  afraid  that  they  were  going  to  leave 
them  altogether;  and  it  was  not  till  they  pro- 


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posed  to  leave  with  them  two  other  teachers 
who  happened  to  be  there,  as  hostages  for 
their  return,  that  they  were  allowed  to  push 
off.  They  soon  came  back  with  their  lug- 
gage— and  then  the  Camden  set  sail.  Thus 
ended  one  of  the  most  encouraging  visits  that 
Mr.  Williams  ever  made  to  a savage  island 
— the  last  before  that  fatal  visit  in  which  his 
precious  life  was  lost. 

Erromanga  was  reached  in  a few  hours. 
The  next  morning,  Wednesday,  at  day-break, 
the  Camden  anchored  in  Dillon’s  bay.  Mr. 
Williams  and  Mr.  Cunningham  were  stand- 
ing upon  the  side  of  the  ship,  as  she  was  glid- 
ing along  the  water,  opposite  the  coast.  Mr. 
Williams  was  saying  that  he  had  not  been 
able  to  sleep  all  night  because  of  thinking  of 
the  great  and  important  work  before  him,  and 
the  years  it  would  take.  Just  then  a canoe 
was  seen  on  its  way  to  them.  At  Mr. 
Williams’s  desire  a boat  was  lowered,  which 
took  in  himself,  Mr.  Harris,  a good  man  who 
had  gone  to  the  South  Seas  in  search  of 
health,  Mr.  Cunningham,  Captain  Morgan, 
and  four  sailors,  and  they  went  to  meet  the 
canoe.  The  men  in  it  could  not  understand 
a word  that  was  said  to  them ; however,  they 


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took  some  presents  and  seemed  satisfied. 
Several  natives  were  seen  on  the  shore, 
making  signs  to  the  ship  to  go  away.  But 
it  was  a missionary  ship — a ship  freighted 
with  salvation ; how  could  it  go  and  leave 
Erromanga  lying  in  sin? 

The  boat  was  now  very  near  the  shore. 
The  missionaries  threw  some  beads  on  the 
beach,  which  the  natives  gladly  picked  up, 
and  they  came  closer  and  took  some  fish- 
hooks, and  beads,  and  a small  looking-glass. 
Mr.  Cunningham  said  to  Mr.  Williams,  “Do 
you  think  of  going  on  shore  ?”  “ I should 

not  be  at  all  afraid  of  doing  so,”  he  replied ; 
and  turning  to  Captain  Morgan,  he  said, 
“ Captain,  you  know  we  like  to  take  posses- 
sion of  the  land ; and,  if  we  can  only  leave 
good  impressions  on  the  minds  of  the  natives, 
we  can  come  again  and  leave  teachers.  We 
must  be  content  to  do  a little.  You  know 
Babel  was  not  built  in  a day.”  So  they  step- 
ped on  shore  out  of  the  boat.  Mr.  Williams 
offered  his  hand  to  the  natives,  but  they  would 
not  take  it.  He  then  distributed  a few  pieces 
of  print  among  them,  hoping  to  gain  their 
confidence.  Meanwhile,  Mr.  Harris  said  he 
wished  to  have  a stroll  inland,  and  see  what 


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sort  of  a place  it  was.  Mr.  Williams  followed 
after  Mr.  Cunningham.  Mr.  Cunningham 
remarked  to  Mr.  Williams  that  he  thought 
that  the  savages  looked  very  fierce,  and  as 
though  they  meant  to  do  some  mischief,  but 
Mr.  Williams  did  not  hear  him,  as  he  had  a 
group  of  boys  round  him,  whom  he  was 
teaching  to  say,  “ one,  two,  three,  four,”  and 
so  on.  Captain  Morgan,  who  had  been  wait- 
ing to  see  the  boat  moored  safely,  now  began 
to  follow  the  others.  He  had  gone  about  a 
hundred  yards,  when  the  men  who  were  left 
in  the  boat  cried  out  to  him  to  run.  He  lifted 
up  his  eyes,  and  saw  Mr.  Williams  and  Mr. 
Cunningham  running  with  all  their  might ; 
some  furious  savages  after  them.  He  ran 
directly.  He  and  Mr.  Cuningham  jumped 
into  the  boat  at  the  same  moment.  Mr.  Harris 
was  not  in  sight.  Mr.  Cunningham  had  seen 
him  die.  He  had  fallen  into  a brook — and 
the  water  had  gone  over  his  head,  a number 
of  savages  standing  by,  and  beating  him  with 
clubs. 

But  what  became  of  Mr.  Williams  ! He 
ran  straight  into  the  sea,  intending  most  likely 
to  swim  to  the  boat.  But  the  savages  were 
close  behind  him,  and  struck  him  on  the 


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head  with  their  heavy  clubs.  Twice  he 
dashed  his  head  under  water  to  avoid  the 
blow,  but  it  was  in  vain.  A savage  stood 
over  him,  ready  to  strike  the  moment  he 
arose.  He  was  pierced  by  a shower  of 
arrows.  Then  about  a dozen  fierce  savages 
laid  hold  upon  his  body  and  dragged  it  on 
shore,  beating  it  in  the  most  furious  manner. 
It  mattered  not  to  him.  Already  his  soul  had 
taken  its  flight  to  glory.  Already  he  was 
in  the  presence  of  that  Saviour  for  whose 
sake  he  had  counted  not  his  life  dear  unto 
himself.  Whilst  the  body,  which  he  had  left 
behind,  yet  lay  mangled  and  bleeding  and 
dishonoured  on  the  coral  reef,  he  had  re- 
ceived a starry  crown  from  his  Master’s 
hand. 

In  sadness  and  in  terror  Captain  Morgan 
and  Mr.  Cunningham  made  their  way  back 
to  the  ship.  Those  who  were  on  board  soon 
saw  that  there  were  two  places  vacant. 
“What  is  the  matter?”  they  exclaimed!  “We 
have  lost  Mr.  Williams  and  Mr.  Harris,”  said 
the  captain.  “ Lost  them  !”  they  thought  to 
themselves ; “ they  mean,  that  the  natives 
have  kept  them  till  a ransom  be  paid,  or 
something  of  that  sort.”  “ They  are  dead," 


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added  Captain  Morgan;  the  natives  have 
killed  them.”  What  language  can  describe 
the  feelings  of  that  hour  1 

“ Verily  thou  art  a God  that  hidest  thyself, 
O God  of  Israel,  the  Saviour.”  , 


CHAPTER  II. 

WHO  WILL  VENTURE  NOW  I 

Sydney  was  the  first  place  where  the  death 
of  Mr.  Williams  was  known,  for  the  Camden 
went  straight  there  from  Erromanga.  There 
Mr.  Cunningham  and  Captain  Morgan  asked 
Sir  George  Gipps  to  send  a ship  of  war  to 
recover  what  was  left  of  the  bodies  of  the 
murdered  missionaries.  Sir  George  kindly 
complied  with  their  request,  and  sent  her 
Majesty’s  ship.  Favourite,  under  the  command 
of  Captain  Croker.  Mr.  Cunningham  went 
with  him.  They  anchored  in  Dillon’s  Bay, 
and,  after  some  trouble,  succeeded  in  getting 
a little  conversation  with  the  natives,  who 
told  them  that  they  could  not  give  them  the 
bodies  of  the  missionaries,  for  they  had  eaten 
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them ; but  they  brought  them  some  of  the 
bones — all  that  they  could  find. 

From  Erromanga  they  sailed  to  Samoa, 
with  the  sad,  sad  news.  As  soon  as  the 
natives  perceived  the  teachers  on  board,  their 
first  question  was  for  “ Missi  Williamu,”  as 
they  pronounced  Mr.  Williams’s  name,  and 
it  was  mournful  to  see  those  who  had  set  out 
towards  the  ship,  with  bright  and  happy 
faces,  briskly  rowing  their  canoes,  go  back 
silently,  and  with  weeping,  and  as  slowl}^  as 
if  they  could  hardly  lift  an  oar.  The  news 
ran  like  lightning  through  the  island,  and 
every  house  was  filled  with  the  voice  of 
lamentation.  “ Aue  Williamu;  Aue  Tama — 
Alas,  Williams  ; alas,  our  father!”  were  the 
only  sounds  heard.  Poor  Mrs.  Williams  ! — 
what  deep  sorrow  hers  must  have  been  1 It 
was  in  the  middle  of  the  night  that  she  was 
awakened,  and  told  about  it.  I almost 
wonder  they  did  not  let  her  sleep  till  the 
morning.  To  think  of  her  husband  beaten  to 
death  with  a hard  club  I She  would  have 
liked  him,  when  it  w^as  the  will  of  God  that 
he  should  die,  to  die  in  peace,  with  his  friends 
round  him,  and  with  her  hand  tenderly  bear- 
ing up  his  head,  and  with  words  of  faith  and 


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prayer  whispered  in  his  ear ; but  that  death 
on  the  cold  stones  of  the  island  beach ! — oh ! 
it  was  a cruel  death  to  die  ! But  God  com- 
forted her,  and  she  rejoiced  that  her  husband 
had  been  counted  worthy  to  wear  a martyr’s 
crown. 

All  were  anxious  to  see  Mrs.  Williams, 
and  to  administer  consolation ; but  this  for 
many  hours  she  was  unable  to  bear.  At 
length,  towards  the  evening,  she  yielded  to 
the  great  importunity  of  Malietoa,  who  had 
hastened  from  his  own  settlement,  and  allow- 
ed him  to  be  admitted ; and,  as  soon  as  he 
entered  the  room,  he  burst  forth  into  the 
most  passionate  expressions  of  distress,  weep- 
ing, beating  his  breast,  and  crying,  “ Alas 
Williamu,  Williamu,  our  father,  our  father! 
He  has  turned  his  face  from  us  ! We  shall 
never  see  him  more  ! He  that  brought  us 
the  good  word  of  salvation  is  gone  ! Oh ! 
cruel  heathen!  they  know  not  what  they  did! 
How  great  a man  they  have  destroyed  !” 
After  indulging  for  some  time  in  these  and 
similar  exclamations,  he  turned  to  Mrs. 
Williams,  who  was  lying  upon  a sofa,  and 
kneeling  by  her  side,  he  gently  took  her  hand, 
and,  while  the  tears  were  flowing  fast  down 


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his  cheeks,  he  said  in  the  softest  and  most 
soothing  tones,  “ Oh ! my  mother ! do  not 
grieve  so  much  ! do  not  kill  yourself  with 
grieving.  You  too  will  die  with  sorrow,  and 
be  taken  away  from  us,  and  then,  oh!  what 
shall  we  do  ? Think  of  John,  and  of  your 
very  little  boy  who  is  with  you,  and  think  of 
that  other  little  one  in  a far  distant  land,  and 
do  not  kill  yourself.  Do  love,  and  pity,  and 
compassionate  us.”  For  many  succeeding 
days,  Mrs.  Williams  was  called  to  pass 
through  such  scenes  as  these.  So  many  came 
to  weep  over  her,  and  their  grief  was  so 
sincere,  that,  heavily  as  their  tears  and  cries 
fell  upon  her  heart,  she  could  not  deny  their 
request : and  God  sustained  her. 

But  not  at  the  Samoas  alone  was  this  deep 
grief  felt.  It  was  as  though  a dark  cloud  had 
spread  upon  all  the  islands.  Every  one,  on 
meeting  his  neighbour,  said,  “Williams  is 
gone  !”  Both  at  Samoa  and  at  Rarotonga  the 
natives  raised  a monument  to  his  memory. 
The  writing  upon  the  latter  is  in  the  Raro- 
tongan  tongue.  This  is  the  English  of  it: — 
“ To  the  memory  of  the  Rev^  John  Williams, 
of  the  London  Missionary  Society,  who 
having  laboured  upwards  of  fourteen  years 


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at  Raiatea,  was  made  the  honoured  instru- 
ment of  introducing  Christianity  to  the 
Hervey  and  Samoan  Islands.  In  attempting 
to  convey  the  Gospel  to  the  New  Hebrides, 
he  fell  a sacrifice,  with  his  friend  Mr.  Harris, 
on  the  island  of  Erromanga,  to  the  cruelty 
of  the  deluded  heathen  inhabitants,  Nov.  20th, 
1839.” 

And  was  nothing  more  to  be  done  for  the 
New  Hebrides?  Was  not  the  plain  which 
Mr.  Williams  had  sketched  for  carrying  the 
Gospel  to  the  Western  Isles,  to  be  carried 
out?  Were  the  New  Hebrides,  and  New 
Caledonia,  and  the  Isle  of  Pines,  to  be  left  in 
darkness  because  Mr.  Williams  had  died  ? 
Oh,  no ! Missionaries  are  not  so  soon  hin- 
dered in  their  work  of  saving  souls.  Every 
true  missionary  has  a martyr-spirit;  so  has 
every  true  Christian.  Every  Christian  must 
take  his  life  in  his  hand,  and  be  ready  to  lay 
it  down  at  any  time  when  his  Master  bids 
him.  You  must  have  a martyr-spirit,  my 
children,  and  love  your  work  better  than 
your  life,  or  you  will  not  do  much  work  for 
Christ. 

Now,  who  would  go  and  take  Mr. 
Williams’s  place  in  the  Camden?  It  was  a 
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dark  beginning.  One  had  gone,  and  fallen  a 
victim  to  the  fierce  savages.  Very  likely 
the  next  might  come  to  the  same  end.  But 
Jesus  called — that  Saviour,  who  had  laid 
down  his  life  for  the  sheep ; and  which  of 
those  whom  he  has  bought  with  his  blood 
would  shrink  back  from  the  call  of  a voice 
so  dear?  Mr.  Heath  said,  “ I will  go,  on 
condition  that  my  brother-missionaries  will 
promise,  that  if  I am  killed,  they  will  follow.” 
They  promised,  and  he  set  off  in  the  Camden, 
on  April  20,  1840. 

The  first  place  he  visited,  was  Rotuma,  the 
island  where  Mr.  Williams  had  left  Leitana 
and  Tau,  with  their  little  talkative  friend, 
Tokoniua.  This  same  Tokoniua  paid  a visit 
directly  to  Mr.  Heath  in  the  ship,  and  told 
him  that  the  teachers  were  quite  safe,  and 
living  with  Marof,  the  chief  of  a large  dis- 
trict ; but  Marof,  he  said,  was  not  the  prin- 
cipal chief. — Rimakau  was  the  great  man  of 
the  island ; and  it  would  be  better  to  place 
them  with  him.  About  noon,  the  teachers 
came.  Don’t  you  think  they  were  delighted 
to  see  the  Camden  again,  and  to  find  in  it 
Mr.  Heath,  and  other  dear  friends,  and, 
above  all,  their  wives  and  their  children. 


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whom  they  had  been  obliged  to  leave  behind, 
as  it  would  not  have  been  safe  to  bring  them 
on  the  island,  till  they  knew  what  sort  of 
people  the  inhabitants  were?  They  said  that 
Marof  had  treated  them  kindly,  but  that  no 
one  had  become  a Christian  yet,  for  that  the 
people  were  afraid  to  turn  till  the  chiefs 
turned.  How  important  it  is  that  rich  and 
great  people  should  set  a good  example  ; for 
others  will  always  do  as  they  do.  But  it  is 
wrong  to  wait  for  any  one  in  doing  right. 
VVe  must  go  on,  whether  other  people  follow 
us  or  not. 

In  the  afternoon,  Mr.  Heath  and  Captain 
Morgan  called  upon  Marof,  and  took  him, 
for  a present,  two  hatchets,  a red  shirt,  and 
a knife.  They  had  a long  talk  about  reli- 
gion. Marof  said,  “Your  religion  is  good  ; 
wicked  men  will  go  to  hell,  and  good  men  to 
heaven ; but  I shall  not  turn  yet.”  I am 
afraid  there  are  some  little  boys  and  girls  in 
this  Christian  land  who  are  like  Marof.  Why 
don’t  they  turn  to  God  now  ? Mr.  Heath 
said  to  Marof,  “ Who,  then,  is  your  god  ?” 
“ Aye,”  he  answered,  “ I no  believe  it — I no 
believe  that  at  all.”  He  would  not  tell  them 


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the  name  of  his  god.  Poor  man  ! he  had  no 
god  at  all. 

Tlie  next  day,  they  went  to  see  Rimakau, 
the  principal  chief.  They  could  not  persuade 
him  to  receive  any  missionaries.  He  said 
they  had  better  be  with  Marof  than  with  him- 
self ; but  he  talked  so  much  nonsense,  they 
did  not  know  what  to  make  of  him.  The 
fact  was,  he  had  been  drinking  too  much 
kava — an  intoxicating  liquor  made  from  the 
root  of  a tree  which  grows  in  the  South  Sea 
Islands — and  it  is  of  no  use  to  talk  to  people 
when  they  are  in  that  state.  So  they  came 
away. 

The  next  island  they  visited,  was  Tanna. 
I am  sure  you  remember  Tanna.  It  was  the 
place  where  Mr.  Williams  had  found  the 
natives  so  friendly,  and  where  he  had  left 
three  native  teachers  the  day  before  he  was 
killed.  Once  again  the  Camden  anchored 
opposite  its  shores.  One  of  the  teachers, 
named  Salamea,  soon  saw  it,  and  came  on 
board,  and  brought  with  him  Naurita,  an  old 
chief  who  had  been  the  first  to  welcome  Mr. 
Williams.  The  missionaries  would  not  let 
many  come  on  board  at  once,  lest  the  deck 


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should  be  too  crowded.  But  those  who  came 
were  very  good  humoured.  How  queer  you 
and  I should  think  it  to  see  people  whose  skin 
is  of  a copper  colour  with  their  faces  be- 
smeared with  patches  of  black  and  red  paint 
— and  with  long  pieces  of  wood  thrust 
through  their  ears,  and  with  rings  in  their 
noses ! Mr.  Heath  did  not  think  it  strange, 
of  course,  because  he  had  seen  many  similar 
to  them  on  other  islands ; and  we  should  get 
used  to  it  in  time.  After  all,  the  colour  of 
• the  skin  does  not  matter.  As  a man’s  heart 
is,  so  is  he  ugly  or  beautiful  in  God’s  sight, 
and  so  ought  he  to  be  in  ours.  The  natives 
were  greatly  delighted  with  Captain  Morgan’s 
two  children.  One  of  them  was  a little  girl 
with  very  light  hair,  which  they  admired  so 
much,  that  several  of  the  chiefs  asked  if  they 
might  have  a lock  of  it. 

Mr.  Heath  inquired  what  progress  the 
teachers  had  made  in  instructing  the  people. 
He  found  that  three  chiefs  and  about  thirty 
or  forty  people  attended  public  worship ; but 
none  of  them  had  become  Christians.  He 
then  consulted  with  Naurita,  as  to  whether 
it  would  be  safe  to  place  teachers  on  the 
neighbouring  islands  of  Niua,  Anatom,  and 


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Erromanga.  “ Not  upon  Anatom,”  said 
Naurita,  “ they  are  very  bad  people  at  Ana- 
tom ; but  you  may  try  Niua  and  Erromanga. 
I have  friends  on  both  those  islands,  and  I 
will  go  with  you  and  be  your  interpreter.” 

I have  not  told  you  the  name  of  the  bay — 
the  beautiful  bay — where  the  Camden  was 
now  lying  at  anchor.  Its  name  is  Resolution 
Bay.  Captain  Cook  gave  it  this  name.  It 
was  here  that  Mr.  Williams  had  anchored. 
The  entrance  to  it  is  rather  wide ; but  there 
are  shoals  in  parts  of  it,  which  break  the  vio- 
lence of  the  waves,  so  that  when  it  is  stormy 
in  the  open  sea,  it  is  quiet  here.  On  one  side 
of  the  bay,  is  a low,  sandy  beach,  and  on  the 
other,  a ridge  of  hills,  the  furthest  of  which, 
at  the  distance  of  ten  miles,  is  a volcano, 
which  very  often  sheds  a strong  light,  which 
is  seen  upon  the  bay.  As  Mr.  Heath  cast 
his  eyes  round  upon  this  lovely  bay,  he  longed 
for  the  time  when  the  music  of  native  voices 
singing  hymns  to  the  Saviour,  should  ascend 
from  the  peaceful  shore,  or  float  over  the 
waters,  and  be  re-echoed  by  the  hills. 

The  next  day  he  made  a speech  to  the 
chiefs  who  had  come  on  board,  and  told  them 
how  pleased  he  was  that  they  had  treated  the 


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teachers  so  well ; “ But,”  said  he,  “ our  de- 
sire is,  that  you  will  throw  off  your  alema 
(gods)  and  worship  Jehovah ; and  after  a 
while,  white  missionaries  will  come  and  live 
with  you.”  One  of  them  said,  “ Come  you 
and  live  with  us.”  “ If  I can’t,”  he  replied, 
“ somebody  else  will.” 

Mr.  Heath  then  landed,  and  Captain  Mor- 
gan remained  with  the  boat  on  the  beach,  so 
that  if  any  danger  arose,  as  before  at  Erro- 
manga,  a way  of  escape  might  be  near  at 
hand.  However,  there  was  nothing  to  fear. 
One  of  the  chiefs  led  Mr.  Heath  by  the  hand 
in  the  midst  of  three  or  four  hundred  people, 
armed  with  bows  and  arrows,  and  clubs ; 
and  once  or  twice  he  thought  to  himself, 
“ suppose  these  savages  were  now  to  fall 
on  me,  I could  not  help  myself.”  But  God 
watched  over  his  servant.  His  time  to  die 
was  not  yet  come.  A believer  in  Jesus  needs 
never  be  afraid,  for  none  can  cut  him  off  be- 
fore that  hour,  which  God  has,  in  his  mercy, 
fixed  for  calling  him  home.  Till  then,  he  is 
safe.  He  may  walk  among  lions,  or  among 
wicked  men  a hundred  times  worse  than 
lions — but  he  is  safe. 

Mr.  Heath  found  out  that  these  people 


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were  cannibals.  Still,  as  they  were  so 
friendly,  two  more  native  teachers  were  left 
with  them.  The  number  now  on  the  island 
was  Jioe. 


CHAPTER  III. 

ERROMANGA  AGAIN. 

When  Mr.  Heath  had  returned  to  the  ship, 
old  Naurita  came  on  board,  and  five  other 
natives  with  him,  and  off  they  set  for  Niua 
and  Erromanga.  It  did  not  take  them  long 
to  get  to  Niua.  They  left  Tanna  early  in 
the  morning,  and  they  were  at  Niua  by  ten 
o’clock.  There  is  nothing  like  taking  the 
first  morning  hours  for  doing  important  work. 
If  people  would  live  to  profit,  they  must  try 
how  much  they  can  get  done  before  ten 
o’clock  in  the  morning. 

It  was  a good  thing  that  they  had  come 
early ; for  it  took  them  a whole  day  to 
examine  the  coast,  and  consider  where  to 
land.  They  wanted  some  of  the  chiefs  to 
come  off  to  them  instead  of  landing  them- 


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selves  ; but  none  came  ; so  the  next  morning 
they  lowered  the  boat,  and  Captain  Morgan, 
Naurita,  Mr.  Heath,  and  one  or  two  others, 
went  in  it  towards  the  shore.  The  rocks 
were  so  steep  and  slippery,  they  could  not 
land ; but  Zechariah  and  Lalolangi,  two  of 
the  teachers,  jumped  out  of  the  boat,  and 
swam  ashore.  Three  men  met  Zechariah  in 
the  water,  and  were  so  delighted  to  see  him, 
that  they  almost  took  him  in  their  arms. 
Several  of  the  natives  now  came  swimming 
to  the  boat.  They  were  quite  willing  to  have 
teachers.  Zechariah  and  Lalolangi  came 
back,  and  said,  that  those  with  whom  they 
had  been  talking  on  the  rocks,  were  very 
friendly  and  well-behaved,  except  that  a boy 
had  laid  hold  on  the  calico  wrapper  which 
Lalolangi  wore  round  his  head,  and  was 
swimming  otf  with  it,  but  a canoe  went  after 
him,  and  quickly  brought  it  back.  The  mis- 
sionary party  then  returned  to  the  vessel,  and 
the  teachers  who  were  appointed  to  Niua 
soon  got  ready,  and  went  off  in  the  boat, 
taking  with  them  hatchets  and  red  shirts,  and 
fish-hooks,  as  presents  for  the  chiefs.  Their 
friends  in  the  Camden  stood  watching  them, 
and  praying  that  God — their  GoA.  and  Father 
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SCENES  IN  THE 


— might  be  with  them  to  comfort  and 
strengthen  them  amongst  heathen  men  and 
strangers.  As  soon  as  the  boat  came  back, 
the  Camden  weighed  anchor,  and  the  next 
day  was  close  beside  Erromanga.  This  was 
on  the  9th  of  May.  An  anxious  day  was 
that  to  Captain  Morgan  and  Mr.  Heath.  Be- 
fore them  lay  the  shore  yet  stained  with  the 
martyr's  blood.  It  was  a dangerous  spot. 
They  felt  that  missionaries  were  scarce,  and 
their  lives  very  precious.  What  if  they  were 
to  make  a mistake,  and  another  valuable  life 
should  be  lost  to  Christ’s  church,  and  another 
opportunity  of  bringing  the  perishing  tribes 
of  Erromanga  to  Jesus  be  shut  upon  them, 
through  their  own  bad  management ! Do 
you  not  think  they  must  have  prayed  very 
earnestly,  and  that  it  was  Solomon’s  prayer 
that  they  offered,  “Give  thy  servants  an 
understanding  heart?”  1 Kings  iii.  9. 

They  took  care  not  to  go  to  the  same  part 
of  the  island  where  Mr.  Williams  had  landed. 
They  went  where  Naurita  told  them  to  go. 
Then  they  dropped  anchor,  and  waited  to  see 
if  any  body  on  the  island  would  come  off  to 
them.  Soon  a little  canoe  was  pushed  off, 
and  then  another.  The  men  in  the  canoes 


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came  alongside  the  ship,  and  seemed  very 
well  pleased  to  come  on  board.  Some  of 
them  were  natives  of  Tanna,  and  they  were 
delighted  to  see  some  Tanna  people  again. 

The  missionaries  were  resolved  to  pro- 
ceed very  cautiously.  They  thought  they 
would  not  go  with  their  boat  to  the  shore, 
for  they  remembered  what  had  happened 
when  Mr.  Williams  went  in  the  boat.  But 
the  canoes  went  back,  and  left  the  chiefs  and 
their  attendants  on  board  ; so  that  when  the 
chiefs  wished  to  return,  the  missionaries 
were  obliged  to  send  them  in  their  own  boat. 
Did  not  this  look  something  like  a device  of 
the  natives  to  draw  some  of  the  missionary 
party  to  the  island  ? And  what  could  they 
want  them  on  the  island  for,  but  to  do  them 
mischief?  It  looked  suspicious ; but  Captain 
Morgan  trusted  in  God,  and  he  took  the 
chiefs  in  his  boat,  and  went  with  them.  As 
they  rowed  along  towards  the  shore,  he  kept 
his  eye  everywhere — before  him  and  behind 
him — on  the  water  and  on  the  land — watch- 
ing, lest  there  should  be  some  lurking  danger. 
Presently,  he  saw  two  canoes  coming  out  to 
meet  them  ; and  men  were  putting  bows  and 
arrows  into  the  canoes.  This  looked  bad; 


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especially  when  he  noticed  that  the  canoes 
were  arranged  along  the  rocks,  on  each  side 
of  the  narrow  entrance  to  the  cove.  After 
all,  there  was  no  real  cause  for  fear.  When 
one  is  afraid,  every  thing  seems  terrible.  The 
bows  and  arrows  were  brought  only  for  sale. 
The  people  were  quite  willing  to  receive 
teachers,  and  two  were  placed  with  them, 
whose  names  were  Lasalo  and  Daniela. 
They  were  placed  under  the  protection  of 
Nauari,  the  principal  chief  of  the  district. 
The  name  of  the  district  was  Lesenturui ; it 
was  about  fifty  miles  from  Dillon’s  Bay. 
These  people  had  heard  of  the  murder  of  Mr. 
Williams  and  Mr.  Harris  ; they  had  been  told 
that  many  of  those  who  had  killed  them 
were  dead ; and  they  supposed  that  their 
death  was  a punishment  inflicted  upon  them 
by  Mr.  Williams’s  God. 

Captain  Morgan  had  to  go  with  the  boat  a 
second  time,  and  one  of  the  teaehers  who 
had  been  some  hours  on  shore,  came  to  tell 
him  that  he  had  been  most  kindly  treated. 
The  missionaries  were  delighted.  Their  fear 
was  turned  into  joy.  They  named  the  little 
harbour  into  which  they  pushed  the  boat, 
“ The  Camden  Cove.”  These  natives  seemed 


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to  them  the  best  tempered,  and  the  kindest 
they  had  met  with  anywhere.  What  a con- 
trast was  this  to  the  first  visit  to  Erromanga! 

On  May  11,  they  returned  to  Tanna,  and 
found  themselves  again  in  Resolution  Bay. 
There  Naurita  and  the  other  natives  left 
them  in  spite  of  Mr.  Heath’s  earnest  request 
that  one  of  them  would  go  with  him  to  New 
Caledonia  and  the  Isle  of  Pines.  I suppose 
they  would  not  hazard  their  lives  amongst 
the  barbarians  who  inhabit  those  islands. 
But  where  even  Naurita  was  unwilling  to 
adventure  himself,  Mr.  Heath  was  willing 
to  go.  It  would  never  do  for  a missionary 
to  stay  away  from  barbarians,  because  there 
is  danger.  It  is  for  a missionary  to  go  any- 
where— amongst  the  barbarians  and  the  civi- 
lized, amongst  Jews  and  Greeks,  amongst 
bond  and  free,  and  preach  Christ  Jesus. 

As  they  were  sailing  to  the  Isle  of  Pines,  they 
saw  at  a distance  one  of  the  Loyalty  Islands, 
a group,  of  which  very  little  is  known,  and 
they  thought  to  themselves,  there  lies  another 
field  for  missionary  labour,  just  halfway  be- 
tween Tanna  and  the  Isle  of  Pines,  and  not 
more  than  a day’s  sail  from  either;  but  when 
shall  it  be  occupied  I When  will  Christians 
3 * 


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awake,  and  be  in  earnest,  and  show  that  they 
love  Jesus,  and  that  they  love  souls,  by  offer- 
ing to  go  out  among  the  heathen,  and  sow 
these  waste  places  with  the  seed  of  the  king- 
dom of  heaven  ? 

They  came  to  the  Isle  of  Pines,  so  called 
from  the  immense  groves  of  pine-trees,  with 
which  it  is  covered.  Here  they  got  on  very 
well,  and  left  two  native  teachers,  Daniela 
and  Noa.  When  Daniela  and  Noa  went  on 
shore,  the  people  were  pleased  enough  to  see 
them  ; and  when  they  knelt  down  in  prayer 
to  God,  the  natives  knelt  down  too.  But 
they  had  their  clubs  and  spears  in  their  hands, 
and  Noa  was  not  quite  satisfied  that  they 
should  kneel  down  before  the  God  of  peace 
and  love,  with  weapons  of  war  about  them; 
so  he  said,  “ Put  down  your  weapons  whilst 
you  pray.”  They  ran  directly,  and  threw 
all  their  weapons  into  a bush,  and  came  back 
to  prayer. 

My  children,  do  you  throw  away  your  evil 
tempers,  when  you  pray  1 When  you  kneel 
down  to  prayer,  oh ! ask  yourselves,  what 
have  I in  my  hand,  or  in  my  heart,  that  God 
does  not  like  ? Then  rise  and  cast  it  away, 
never  to  take  it  up  again.  “ If  I regard  ini- 


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quity  in  my  heart,  the  Lord  will  not  hear 
me.” 

On  leaving  the  Isle  of  Pines,  the  Camden 
steered  to  New  Caledonia.  The  natives 
came  on  board,  and  frightened  the  teachers 
by  pointing  to  various  parts  of  the  island,  and 
saying,  “ There,  and  there,  and  there,  they 
eat  men.”  It  was  no  more  than  they  ex- 
pected ; it  was  no  more  than  they  had  heard 
before.  All  these  islands  were  inhabited  by 
cannibals.  But  it  frightened  the  teachers, 
and  they  said  they  durst  not  stay.  The 
New  Caledonians  appeared  to  be  a wander- 
• ing,  unsettled  race,  yet  Mr.  Heath  wished 
one  or  two  native  teachers  to  live  with  them 
for  a time,  to  learn  their  language,  and  to  see 
if  they  could  not  persuade  them  to  settle  in  a 
little  village,  where  a missionary  might  re- 
side among  them,  and  teach  them.  But 
the  Samoan  teachers  who  were  on  board 
w’ere  afraid ; so  Mr.  Heath  came  away,  and 
resolved  to  ask  the  Rarotongans,  to  send  two 
or  three  of  their  people  the  next  time  thq 
Camden  came,  for  the  Rarotongans  are  natu- 
rally a hardier  and  bolder  race  than  the 
Samoans.  The  Camden  now  turned  back  to 
Sydney,  having  completed  a very  prosperous 


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and  happy  voyage.  How  much  had  Mr. 
Heath,  and  his  friends,  to  talk  over  when  they 
met ! The  many  fears,  the  many  anxious 
thoughts  they  had  entertained,  were  all 
vanished.  They  were  ready  to  weep  for 
joy.  They’ had  not  words  to  speak  their 
thankfulness,  and  they  burst  forth  into  sing- 
ing— 

“ Oh ! magnify  the  Lord  with  me ; 

With  me  exalt  his  name  ; 

When  in  distress  to  Him  I called. 

He  to  rny  rescue  came. 


“ Oh  ! make  but  trial  of  his  love ; 
Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  trutli  confide.” 


CHAPTER  IV. 

BETTER  AND  BETTER. 

Do  you  remember,  that  when  Mr.  Heath 
was  at  Tanna,  he  wanted  to  go  to  Anatom, 
but  Naurita,  the  old  Tanna  chief,  who  was 
interpreter  to  the  missionaries,  would  not  go 


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there,  because  there  were  some  very  bad 
people  at  Anatom  ? The  next  year  when 
Mr.  Murray  was  going  about  in  the  Camden, 
he  stopped  at  Anatom.  Another  name  for 
this  island,  is  Ekeamu,  and,  as  it  is  generally 
known  by  that  name,  we  shall  call  it  so. 

Well,  Mr.  Murray  stopped  at  Ekeamu. 
The  natives  appeared  to  be  a mixed  race; 
some  with  woolly  hair  like  negroes,  and 
others  with  straight  hair,  like  all  the  inhabi- 
tants of  the  eastern  islands.  They  were  not 
tattooed,  but  smeared  over  with  a red  sub- 
stance, sometimes  mixed  with  black,  which 
made  them  look  very  savage.  Most  of  them 
w'ore  very  long  hair,  and  twisted  it  up  with 
grass.  As  to  clothing,  they  had  none,  or 
next  to  none.  With  these  miserable  looking 
beings,  Mr.  Murray  tried  hard  to  be  friendly, 
but  they  were  very  shy.  He  found  that  he 
could  not  succeed  unless  he  took  a boat,  and 
went  boldly  to  the  shore.  Having  done  this, 
he  sent  for  the  chief.  The  chief  came,  but 
would  not  venture  very  near  the  boat,  till  at 
last,  Mr.  Murray’s  kindness  dispelled  his  fear, 
and  he  came  near  enough  to  receive  a pre- 
sent, and  he  said  that  he  should  be  very  glad 
to  receive  teachers.  Two  of  the  teachers 


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from  Samoa  were  then  placed  on  the  island, 
and  they  received  a hearty  welcome.  The 
people  were  collected  in  a crowd  on  the 
beach,  waving  green  boughs  in  their  hands, 
according  to  their  custom,  as  a sign  of  peace. 
Oh ! it  was  a beautiful  sight ; the  crowd  on 
the  beach  proclaiming  peace,  and  waving 
their  branches — and  the  teachers,  bringing 
the  news  of  true  peace,  landing  among 
them.  It  was  something  like  what  we  read 
in  Matthew  xxi.  8,  9.  They  could  not  draw 
the  boat  quite  on  the  beach,  because  it  was 
not  a good  landing  place.  So  the  natives 
waded  through  the  water  to  meet  it,  and 
carried  the  teachers’  luggage  on  their  backs 
to  the  shore.  I dare  say  there  were  some 
little  boys  there  all  alive,  and  looking  out  for 
something  that  they  could  manage  to  carry. 
It  was  a happy  day  to  the  missionaries,  and 
it  seemed  to  prophecy  of  still  happier  days. 
For,  if  the  seed-time  be  pleasant,  what  shall 
the  harvest  be  ? 


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CHAPTER  V. 

THE  TEACHERS  RESCUED. 

On  April  5,  1842,  the  Camden  drew  near  the 
shores  of  Erromanga  for  the  third  time,  and 
very  anxious  were  good  Mr.  Murray  and  his 
friends  on  board  to  know  how  Lasalo  and 
Daniela  were  going  on — the  two  teachers, 
that  had  been  placed  there  by  Mr.  Heath,  on 
May  10,  1840.  You  had  an  account  of  Mr. 
Heath’s  placing  the  teachers  on  Erromanga, 
in  Chapter  III. 

It  was  about  8 o’clock  in  the  morning, 
when  the  missionaries  found  themselves  oppo- 
site the  island.  For  two  hours  they  waited, 
and  wondered  very  much  that  the  teachers 
did  not  come  oft’  to  them.  Did  they  not  see 
them?  Or,  were  they  dead  ? Had  the  natives 
killed  them  ? At  last.  Captain  Morgan  and 
Mr.  Heath  lowered  the  boat,  and  proceeded 
to  the  shore  to  make  inquiry.  When  they 
had  come  very  near  the  beach,  Lasalo  came 
off  to  them  in  a canoe  with  Nauari,  one  of 
the  principal  chiefs.  Lasalo  told  them  the 


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reason  why  he  had  not  come  off  before,  was, 
that  he  could  not  get  a canoe.  Captain 
Morgan  took  them  into  his  boat,  and  asked 
that  the  other  teacher,  Daniela,  might  be 
brought.  But  the  people  did  not  seem  in- 
clined to  bring  Daniela.  They  lingered  about 
— they  tried  all  sorts  of  ways  to  tempt  the 
missionaries  to  come  on  shore.  They  were 
too  wise  to  go.  The  natives  were  all  armed, 
and  there  were  great  numbers  of  them  stand- 
ing round. 

Lalolangi,  a teacher  on  board,  said  he 
could  go  boldly  on  shore,  and  bring  Daniela. 
He  went,  but  he  could  not  get  Daniela  away. 
It  was  all  he  could  do  to  get  himself  away ; 
for  the  people  seemed  inclined  to  lay  hands 
upon  him,  too,  and  keep  both  him  and 
Daniela. 

What  was  now  to  be  done  ? What  could 
it  be  that  the  natives  were  after  ? What  was 
it,  do  you  think,  that  they  wanted?  The 
missionaries  did  not  know — but  they  thought 
they  were  after  no  good,  and  they  began  to 
feel  unhappy  about  poor  Daniela. 

Then  a thought  came  to  them ; we  have 
Nauari  the  chief,  on  board.  We  wont  let 
him  go  till  Daniela  comes.  We  will  say  to 


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the  people,  when  you  give  up  Daniela,  we 
will  give  up  Nauari.  As  soon  as  Nauari 
heard  what  they  were  going  to  do,  he  jumped 
out  of  the  boat,  and  began  swimming  to  the 
shore  ; but  some  messengers  were  sent  after 
him,  who  brought  him  gently  back  without 
hurting  him. 

When  the  chief  found  that  he  was  to  be  a 
prisoner  so  long  as  Daniela  was  one,  he  told 
the  people  not  to  keep  the  teacher  any  longer. 
Still  they  seemed  very  unwilling  to  let  him 
escape,  and  two  hours  more  passed,  and  no- 
thing was  done.  By  and  by  the  missionaries, 
to  their  great  joy,  saw  him  coming  in  a 
canoe ; but  even  then,  they  began  to  despair 
of  his  ever  getting  to  them.  For  as  they 
rowed  their  boat  to  meet  him,  the  natives 
pulled  their  canoe  back  ; and  so  they  went 
on,  pulling  backwards  and  forwards,  till,  I 
don’t  know  whether  the  natives  were  tired ; 
but,  at  any  rate,  the  missionaries  were, — and 
poor  Daniela,  I should  think,  was  the  most 
tired  of  all.  At  last,  the  natives  were  pulling 
their  canoe  very  near  Captain  Morgan’s 
boat ; and  Daniela,  watching  his  opportunity, 
jumped  into  the  water,  and  swam  to  his 
friends.  They  were  then  within  a few  yards 
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of  the  shore,  a high,  bold  shore,  thronged 
with  the  most  ferocious  savages,  all  prepared 
with  their  weapons  of  war.  Very  glad  were 
the  missionaries  to  turn  away  towmrds  their 
ship,  having  first  given  some  beads  to  the 
natives,  which  they  had  promised  them  as  a 
reward  for  bringing  Daniela.  They  gave 
Nauari,  too,  some  presents,  and  asked  him  to 
come  with  them  to  the  ship.  He  was  greatly 
pleased  with  the  presents,  but  would  not 
come  to  the  ship. 

Both  Lasalo  and  Daniela  were  looking 
very  ill,  and  thin,  and  pale.  No  wonder. 
They  had  had  a sad  life  of  it  since  the 
Camden  had  left  them.  The  chiefs  who  pro- 
mised Mr.  Heath  that  they  would  protect 
them,  had  broken  their  word.  They  had 
quite  deserted  them.  They  wanted  them  to 
give  up  to  them  every  thing  they  possessed  : 
and  because  they  would  not  do  this,  they 
ordered  that  no  one  was  to  give  them  food, 
but  that  they  were  to  be  left  to  starve.  It 
was  a wonder  that  they  were  kept  alive.  But 
God  who  sent  the  ravens  to  feed  Elijah,  can 
easily  supply  his  children  with  bread,  what- 
ever cruel  men  may  do  or  say.  He  provided 
that  there  should  be  at  that  time  a party  of 


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eight  persons  from  Nina,  visiting  their  friends 
at  Erromanga.  These  inhabitants  of  Nina 
were  not  Christians,  but  they  did  not  mind 
w'hat  the  Erromanga  chiefs  said,  and  they 
behaved  kindly  to  the  teachers.  Five  months, 
however,  before  Captain  Morgan  and  Mr. 
Murray  had  come,  the  party  from  Niua  had 
returned  home,  and  Daniela  and  Lasalo  were 
left  without  a friend. 

Without  a friend — while  Jesus  lived ! 
Without  a friend — while  the  God  of  heaven 
and  earth  was  theirs  ! No,  indeed — they  had 
a Friend — a Friend  so  great,  so  powerful,  so 
loving,  that  they  needed  no  other.  He  could 
do  without  the  help  of  the  party  from  Niua. 
He  next  put  it  into  the  heart  of  a man,  whose 
name  was  Vorevore,  to  pity  the  teachers; 
and  this  man  used  to  steal  down  quietly  every 
day  to  the  lowly  hut  where  they  lived,  and, 
lifting  up  the  thatch  of  the  roof,  put  in  a little 
food  for  them.  This  kept  them  alive.  The 
people  used  to  wonder  they  did  not  die,  but 
Vorevore  managed  the  matter  so  quietly  that 
he  was  never  found  out.  Vorevore  was  not 
a Christian ; but  I think  he  must  have  had 
some  secret  working  in  his  mind — something 
that  told  him  Christianity  was  right — that 


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the  teachers  were  men  of  God — and  that  he 
must  befriend  them. 

It  was  a good  thing  that  the  Camden  came 
just  when  it  did.  Daniela  was  on  the  eve 
of  being  killed.  He  said  that  he  thought  that 
the  only  reason  that  he  was  not  killed,  was, 
that  the  chief  was  kept  in  the  hands  of  the 
missionaries,  and  the  people  were  afraid  that 
if  they  killed  him,  they  might  never  get 
Nauari  back. 

The  missionaries  would  have  liked  to  see 
Vorevore,  to  thank  him  for  his  kindness  to 
the  teachers,  but  they  durst  not  ask  for  him ; 
for,  if  the  natives  had  known  what  he  had 
done,  he  would  have  lost  his  head  for  it. 

Of  course,  Mr.  Murray  was  obliged  to 
take  Lasalo  and  Daniela  away  with  him.  It 
would  not  have  been  safe  to  place  them  on 
the  island  again.  But  they  were  not  tired  of 
Christ’s  work.  They  were  not  tired  out  by 
their  danger  and  difficulties.  They  wished 
still  to  labour ; and,  after  they  were  a little 
refreshed  and  strengthened,  they  were  sta- 
tioned at  the  Isle  of  Pines. 


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CHAPTER  VI. 

CLOUDS  AND  SUNSHINE. 

Lasalo  and  Daniela  were  stationed  at  the 
Isle  of  Pines.  But  not  many  months  had 
passed,  before  some  Europeans  went  to  the 
island  to  get  sandal  wood.  They  were  not 
Christians ; they  were  unjust  and  wicked 
men.  The  natives  were  so  angry  with  them, 
that  they  resolved  they  would  have  nothing 
more  to  do  with  foreigners,  and  that  they 
would  murder  the  first  ship’s  crew  that  came. 

A little  while  after,  the  brig  Star,  com- 
manded by  Captain  Ebrill,  a kind-hearted 
man,  who  was  married  to  the  daughter  of 
one  of  the  missionaries  at  Tahiti,  visited  the 
Isle  of  Pines.  He  knew  nothing  of  the  cruel 
determination  that  had  been  made  by  the  in- 
habitants. He  and  a great  part  of  the  crew, 
who  had,  up  to  that  time,  been  very  friendly 
with  them,  went  on  shore,  and  began  to  fell 
the  trees  for  the  sandal  wood.  One  of  the 
chiefs  gave  a signal — the  people  rushed  upon 
them — snatched  their  axes  out  of  their  hands, 
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and  murdered  them  with  their  oivn  weapons. 
And  then  they  cooked  their  dead  bodies,  and 
ate  them ! There  were  some  Samoan  teachers 
on  the  island — but  whether  Lasalo  and 
Daniela  were  there,  or  whether  they  had 
been  sent  away  before,  I cannot  exactly 
make  out.  Certain  it  is,  however,  that  all  the 
teachers  who  were  then  on  the  island,  were 
put  to  death  too. 

But  we  will  turn  to  something  brighter. 
On  July  1,  1842,  the  Camden  paid  another 
visit  to  Tanna,  to  leave  English  missionaries 
on  the  island.  On  its  way  it  passed  Erro- 
manga,  close  beside  Dillon’s  Bay.  Who  that 
loves  Jesus  will  pass  Erromanga,  without 
looking  out  for  Dillon’s  Bay  ? There  was  a 
crowd  of  natives  standing  on  the  very  spot 
where  Mr.  Williams  fell,  and  the  missionaries 
lowered  the  boat,  and  made  for  the  shore, 
meaning  if  any  came  off  to  them,  to  be  very 
kind  to  them,  in  order  to  show  that  they  had 
forgiven  them  ; but  none  came.  When  they 
saw  the  boat,  they  ran  away,  and  the  mis- 
sionaries turned  back. 

They  made  for  Tanna,  and  soon  reached 
it.  The  native  teachers  came  and  told  them 
that  they  had  been  kindly  treated ; the  people 


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had  helped  them  to  build  a house,  and  had 
often  brought  them  food : but  they  were  great 
thieves.  None  of  them  had  yet  given  up  their 
heathen  customs,  and  the  chief  reason  of 
their  kindness  seemed  to  be,  because  they 
hoped  to  get  something  by  it. 

The  next  day,  Mr.  Heath  and  Captain 
Morgan,  and  the  other  missionaries,  had  a 
meeting  with  the  chiefs.  They  said  to  them, 
“ Do  you  wish  to  have  English  missionaries 
with  you?”  The  chiefs  said,  “ Yes.”  “Will 
you  treat  them  and  their  wives  with  res- 
pect?” They  said,  “Yes.”  “Will  you  give 
them  a piece  of  land  to  build  a house  upon?” 
They  said,  “Yes.” 

The  next  day  was  Sunday.  Five  of  the 
missionaries  went  on  shore  at  nine  in  the 
morning,  and  had  a meeting  with  the  natives 
in  the  open  air,  under  the  shade  of  a large 
tree.  About  two  hundred  were  there.  They 
were  very  attentive.  Most  of  the  men  were 
armed  with  clubs,  and  bows  and  arrows.  In 
Tanna,  a man  when  he  goes  out,  takes  up  his 
club  as  naturally  as  an  Englishman  or 
American  takes  up  his  hat.  It  was  a happy 
day,  that  Sabbath  at  Tanna.  At  half-past 
ten,  the  Bethel  flag  was  hoisted  in  the 


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Camden,  to  show  that  it  was  turned  into  a 
chapel ; and  the  captains  and  some  of  the 
sailors  came  from  other  ships  that  happened 
to  be  there  at  the  time,  and  the  missionaries 
held  a solemn  service.  In  the  afternoon,  the 
friends  of  Jesus  broke  bread  together  in 
remembrance  of  his  dying  love. 

In  the  course  of  a few  days,  Mr.  Nisbet 
and  Mr.  Turner  were  left  on  the  island,  and 
their  brethren  sailed  away.  They  went  next 
to  Niua,  and  there  found  that  matters  were 
much  in  the  same  state  as  at  Tanna.  Many 
of  the  natives  attended  worship  on  the  Sab- 
bath, but  none  had  become  Christians.  Yet 
the  teachers  had  done  good.  Six  times  they 
had  prevented  war ; for  the  natives  of  the 
South  Seas  are  ready  to  go  to  war  about 
anything.  Once,  too,  the  teachers  prevented 
a whole  boat’s  crew  from  being  massacred. 
A faithful  Christian  must  do  good,  wherever 
he  is. 

Next,  the  Camden  visited  Eranan,  an  island 
close  by,  where  teachers  had  been  left  a little 
while  before.  It  was  very  difficult  to  get  at 
this  island,  the  wind  blew  so  hard.  The 
Camden  would  have  visited  it  oftener,  if  it 
were  not  that  it  was  often  impossible  to  get 


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at  it  because  of  the  high  wind.  But  they 
succeeded  this  time;  and  what  good  news 
they  heard ! Twelve  women  and  five  men 
had  really  thrown  away  their  idols,  and  em- 
braced Christianity.  These  were  the  first- 
fruits  of  the  New  Hebrides.  The  good  mis- 
sionaries sang  for  joy,  and  they  cried,  “Lord, 
let  the  little  one  become  a thousand  !” 

The  next  day  they  anchored  at  Ekeamu. 
You  remember  how  gladly  the  natives  of 
Ekeamu  had  welcomed  the  teachers  with  the 
waving  of  green  boughs  and  shouts  of  joy. 
Here  they  found  that  three  natives  had  be- 
come Christians.  Some  of  the  natives  had 
been  very  cold  and  unfriendly  to  the  teachers, 
and  said  that  they  knew  very  well  that  they 
were  onlj^  sailors,  who  had  been  thrust  out 
of  their  ship  for  behaving  badly,  and  who 
were  glad  to  take  refuge  on  the  island.  But 
when  they  saw  the  Camden  come  again,  and 
that  Mr.  Heath  and  Captain  Morgan  seemed 
delighted  to  meet  the  teachers,  they  altered 
their  opinion,  and  said,  “Now  we  will  attend 
to  their  instructions.” 

It  was  time  that  they  should,  for  they  were 
very  wicked  and  barbarous.  One  of  the 
customs  of  the  island  was,  that  when  a man 


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died,  his  wives  were  all  to  be  strangled  and 
buried  with  him.  To  burvat  Ekeamu  means, 
to  throw  into  the  sea.  They  never  bury  in 
any  other  way.  The  sea  is  their  grave-yard. 
Onlv  a few  davs  before  the  Camden  came,  a 
man  had  died,  and  left  a wife.  Who  do  you 
think  tried  to  strangle  her?  Her  own  brother. 
It  was  his  office  to  do  it.  He  prepared  a 
cord,  and  had  already  seized  her,  in  spite  of 
her  struggles  and  cries ; when  Davida,  one 
of  the  native  teachers,  ran  to  them,  and 
rescued  the  poor  woman. 

Mr.  Turner  and  Mr.  Nisbet  who  had  been 
left  at  Tanna,  were  rather  discouraged.  A 
war  broke  out;  and  although  they  were  quite 
safe,  as  no  one  was  quarreling  with  them, 
yet  the  war  prevented  the  people  from  coming 
to  them  to  be  taught. 

But  they  found  a greater  stop  to  their  work 
than  war.  It  was  the  power  of  the  priests, 
or  “ sacred  men,”  as  they  were  called.  These 
priests  saw  that  they  should  lose  their  gains, 
if  the  people  became  Christians ; so  they  re- 
solved to  do  every  thing  they  could  against 
the  missionaries.  Still  the  missionaries  went 
on,  trusting  in  God,  and  hoping  for  better 
times. 


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CHAPTER  VII. 

DANGERS  AND  ESCAPES. 

But  dangers  came  thicker  and  thicker.  Once 
a man  was  seen  lifting  up  his  hand  to  kill 
Mr.  Turner  by  a violent  blow  on  the  head. 
The  hand  was  caught  and  stopped,  and 
brought  down,  or  Mr.  Turner  would  have 
been  a dead  man  in  another  minute.  Soon 
after,  the  same  thing  happened  to  Mr.  Nisbet. 
And  all  was  owing  to  the  malice  of  the 
priests. 

Just  at  this  time,  there  was  a great  deal 
of  sickness  among  the  people.  It  was  an 
unhealthy  season.  Every  body  was  ill,  and 
many  died.  The  priests  said  it  was  the 
missionaries  who  caused  the  sickness  and 
death,  and  they  mustered  a great  party,  and 
came  against  them.  What  could  these  good 
men  do  now  1 They  stood  almost  alone  ; 
there  were  only  a few  of  the  natives  who 
gathered  round  them,  and  there  were  hun- 
dreds marching  to  take  away  their  lives. 
What  do  you  think  they  did  ? There  was 


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but  one  thing  they  could  do.  What  was  it? 
Ah  ! I think  some  of  my  little  readers  have 
got  the  answer  ready.  They  prayed.  And 
God  heard  their  prayer,  and  sent  a great 
thunder  storm,  which  frightened  and  scatter- 
ed the  wicked  islanders,  so  that  they  could 
not  do  what  they  wished.  They  did  not  go, 
however,  till  they  had  killed  one  of  the  men 
on  the  missionaries’  side,  as  a signal  of  war. 
The  party  to  whom  the  man  belonged,  were 
of  course,  very  angry.  How  sorry  the  poor 
missionaries  were  ! They  begged  the  people 
not  to  fight.  They  offered  them  presents — 
they  promised  them  everything  they  had  to 
give,  if  they  would  but  keep  from  shedding 
more  blood.  Bat  nothing  would  satisfy  them. 

The  missionaries  were  now  forced  to  think 
of  leaving  the  island.  They  set  off  in  their 
little  boat  one  night  at  11  o’clock.  It  was 
windy  and  cloudy,  and  raining  very  fast,  and 
their  hearts  were  sad.  But  the  moon  shone 
now  and  then  through  the  clouds,  and  its 
beams,  resting  on  the  troubled  waves,  re- 
minded them  of  the  blessed  hope  that  lighted 
up  their  sorrows.  But  a sad  storm  arose, 
and  they  were  beaten  to  and  fro  till  about  3 
o’clock  in  the  morning,  when,  being  quite  ill 


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and  faint,  and  despairing  of  getting  out  of 
the  bay,  they  ran  their  boat  ashore,  and  made 
their  way  back  to  their  own  house.  The 
natives  knew  nothing  about  it. 

As  soon  as  the  sun  had  risen,  their  house 
was  beset  on  all  sides  by  the  people  who 
were  friendly  to  them,  wanting  help  for  the 
war.  The  missionaries  would  not  give  them 
help  .for  the  war,  but  they  filled  their  hands 
with  hatchets  and  nails,  and  useful  things, 
and  said,  “ Go,  give  them  to  the  enemy,  and 
make  peace.”  But  it  was  all  in  vain.  They 
said,  “We  mean  to  fight.  We  don’t  wish  to 
make  peace  in  that  cowardly  way.”  What 
a mistake  to  think  that  a man  who  wont  fight 
is  a coward ! He  is  the  coward  who  dares 
not  bear  the  shame  of  being  called  one,  when 
he  does  what  is  right. 

The  missionaries  and  their  wives  sat  down 
to  breakfast,  for  they  were  tired  and  hungry. 
After  breakfast,  they  gathered  together  to 
read  God’s  word,  and  knelt  in  prayer.  They 
had  hardly  said  Amen  to  their  prayer,  when 
their  servants  came  running  to  tell  them  the 
fearful  news.  The  enemy  were  at  hand. 
Their  fierce  yells  I'ent  the  air.  Some  of  the 
friendly  chiefs  came  running  into  the  house, 
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50 


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to  beg  of  them  to  be  off  directly  in  their  boat, 
or  to  some  house  near  the  sea,  or  there  would 
be  no  hope  for  them.  They  sent  off  their 
wives,  and  resolved  to  wait  themselves,  and 
see  if  they  could  not  make  peace  when  the 
enemy  actually  came  up.  They  were  noble- 
minded  men  to  stay  there  in  the  jaws  of 
destruction,  for  the  sake  of  saving  these 
wretched  people.  But  after  their  wives 
were  gone  away,  they  were  so  concerned  on 
their  account,  that  they  were  obliged  to  set 
off  after  them.  They  had  hardly  reached 
them,  when  a chief  came  to  ask  them  to  re- 
turn directly.  They  went  back,  wondering 
what  was  going  to  happan.  What  a comfort 
it  was  when  they  found  that  their  people  had 
altered  their  minds,  and  wished  for  hatchets, 
and  knives,  and  cloth,  to  give  the  other  party 
to  make  peace!  The  missionaries  very  gladly 
gave  them  what  they  wanted.  But  their 
troubles  were  not  over.  The  enemy  received 
the  presents,  and  said,  “Now  we  will  not 
attack  the  missionaries,  but  we  shall  give  you 
a beating.” 

The  next  morning  the  war  broke  out.  All 
was  as  unsettled  as  ever.  One  village  after 
another  was  destroyed.  On  every  side, 


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where  the  eye  could  see,  were  red  fires  burn- 
ing. Suddenly  a loud  shout  rent  the  air. 
Was  it  the  battle  ? No  : it  was  a vessel  that 
just  then  hove  in  sight  in  the  bay.  What  joy 
to  the  missionaries ! Their  fearswvere  driven 
to  the  winds.  God  had  sent  the  ship  to  save 
them  alive.  It  was  the  Highlander,  Captain 
Lucas,  of  Hobart  Town.  Mr.  Turner  and 
Mr.  Nisbet  immediately  sent  a boat  to  the 
Captain,  to  tell  him  of  their  distressed  condi- 
tion, and  he  promised  to  take  them  on  board. 

Some  of  the  natives  who  were  friendly  to 
the  missionaries,  came  on  board  after  them 
to  bid  them  good  by.  No  one  asked  them  to 
remain ; and  yet  they  seemed  sorry  to  let 
them  go.  The  missionaries  promised  them 
that  their  ship  should  come  and  see  them 
again,  and  that,  then,  if  they  had  given  up 
war,  and  if  they  would  promise  to  behave 
well,  Samoan  teachers  should  once  more  be 
left  with  them.  They  also  gave  them  some 
good  advice  at  parting — warned  them  of  the 
danger  of  their  evil  ways,  and  begged  them 
to  pray  the  Lord  Jesus  to  forgive  their  sins. 
Mr.  Turner  and  Mr.  Nisbet  were  then  taken 
to  the  Samoas. 

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cloud  rested.  About  this  time  it  was  that 
the  murder  of  the  native  teachers  took  place 
in  the  Isle  of  Pines,  about  which,  we  told  you 
in  Chapter  VI. 

Teachers  had  been  left  in  New  Caledonia, 
too,  and  it  was  a wonder  that  they  were 
spared.  Matuku,  the  Chief  of  the  Isle  of 
Pines,  tried  to  get  all  the  teachers  in  the 
neighbouring  islands  put  to  death.  The  very 
hatchet  he  had  used  in  killing  his  own 
teachers,  he  sent  to  Natota,  the  Chief  of 
the  district  of  New  Caledonia,  where  the 
teachers  lived,  and  charged  him  to  take  it, 
and  kill  the  teachers  in  New  Caledonia. 
“If  you  don’t  kill  them,”  said  he,  “J  will 
come,  and  kill,  and  eat  you.” 

^They  were  suffered  to  live — but  were  in 
constant  danger.  Once  a party  came  over 
from  the  Isle  of  Pines.  The  sons  of  Matuku 
were  of  the  party.  Nine  or  ten  of  them  went 
to  the  house  of  the  teachers.  Noa  and  Tauga 
were  the  teachers’  names.  Noa  was  standing 
at  the  door ; Matuku’s  nephew  began  to  talk 
to  him,  trying  to  stir  up  a quarrel.  “ When,” 
said  he,  pointing  to  some  graves  near  the 
house,  “when  will  those  men  live  again? 
You  say  they  will  live  again ; — when  ?”  “ It 


'U‘  ' 

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is  true,”  replied  Noa,  “ they  will  live  again, 
when  the  Son  of  God  comes  to  judge  the 
world.”  “ It  is  false,”  cried  the  other,  “ how 
can  they  live  again  ? Their  bodies  are  gone 
to  corruption — their  bones  are  parted  one 
from  another.  It  is  false.”  Noa  replied, 
“Wait,  and  you  will  see.” 

Tauga,  who  was  in  the  house,  overheard 
them  talking,  and  came  out  and  asked  them 
in.  They  went  in,  and  Tauga  took  up  the 
subject,  and  talked  to  them  very  seriously 
about  the  resurrection  and  the  judgment-seat 
of  Christ.  All  on  a sudden,  four  men,  three 
of  whom  were  sons  of  Matuku,  came  running 
into  the  house,  with  hatchets  in  their  hands. 
Tauga  stopped  and  looked  at  them.  One  of 
them  came  behind  him,  and,  seizing  him  with 
his  left  hand,  raised  the  axe  in  his  right  hand, 
ready  to  strike  the  fatal  blow.  The  other 
did  the  same  to  Noa.  The  teachers  thought 
it  was  all  over  with  them.  But  they  were 
not  afraid  to  die.  They  clasped  their  hands, 
and  said,  “ O God!  if  it  be  thy  will  that  the 
hand  of  the  heathen  be  upon  us  this  day,  save 
our  souls  !”  The  chief  was  standing  by,  and 
without  his  leave  the  axe  might  not  strike. 
The  ruffians  looked  at  him  to  know  whether 
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they  might  strike.  The  chief  shook  his  head. 
That  shake  of  the  head  saved  the  teachers’ 
lives.  The  party  broke  up,  and  went  away 
disappointed ; and  the  teachers  were  ready 
to  say  what  Peter  said,  in  Acts  xii.  11. 

You  see  the  dancjer  of  Noa  and  Tausa  in 
the  picture.  Was  it  not  a wonderful  escape? 
“ Is  any  thing  too  hard  for  the  Lord  ?” 


CHAPTER  VIII. 

A LITTLE  ABOUT  THE  JOHN  WILLIAMS. 

The  Camden  at  last  came  back  from  its 
voyages.  It  had  made  many  hearts  glad.  It 
had  been  of  great  use  to  the  missionaries. 

But  a larger  ship  was  wanted ; — and  it 
was  bought  by  the  pence  of  children.  This 
large  ship  was  called  the  “ John  Williams.” 
With  several  missionaries  on  board,  it  sailed 
away  on  the  5th  of  June,  1844.  It  had  a 
prosperous  voyage.  At  the  several  places 
where  it  called  on  its  way,  the  missionaries 
on  board  received  a hearty  welcome.  First, 
they  stopped  at  the  Cape,  and  there  the  Rev. 


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J.  C.  Brown,  and  the  Rev.  Durant  Phillip, 
left  them.  Then  they  proceeded  to  Hobart 
Town,  where  they  were  affectionately  wel- 
comed by  the  Rev.  Mr.  Miller,  and  others. 
Then  they  proceeded  to  Sydney,  where  they 
were  most  kindly  received  by  Dr.  Ross. 
Then  they  steered  their  way  to  Tahiti,  the 
Hervey  Islands,  and  the  Samoas,  landing 
missionaries  at  different  places  as  they  went 
on. 

From  the  Samoas,  Mr.  Murray  and  Mr. 
Turner  set  sail  to  visit  the  Western  Isles  once 
more.  They  reached  Rotuma  on  the  9th  of 
April,  1845.  There  they  found  the  teachers 
and  their  families  well,  and  going  on  with 
their  work  very  comfortably.  They  next 
proceeded  to  Eranan,  where  two  teachers 
had  been  left.  They  lowered  their  boat,  and 
pulled  into  the  place  where  they  had  formerly 
landed  their  teachers.  The  vessel  being  a 
new  one,  and  having  three  masts,  the  islanders 
did  not  at  first  perceive  that  they  were  the 
same  party  who  had  visited  them  in  the 
Camden.  They  came  round  in  canoes ; and 
the  missionaries  told  them  that  they  wanted 
to  see  the  teachers  whom  they  had  landed  two 
years  before.  They  replied,  that  they  were 


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a long  way  off,  over  the  mountains ; but  said 
they  would  run  for  them,  and  tell  them  to 
come.  After  the  missionaries  had  been  wait- 
ing for  them  some  time,  they  saw'  the  natives 
beckoning  them  to  go  ashore,  but  they  did 
not  think  this  safe,  and  returned  to  the  vessel. 
Soon  they  came  near  the  shore  with  the  boat 
again,  in  the  hope  of  seeing  the  teachers,  but 
in  vain.  After  waiting  a very  long  time,  and 
perceiving  that  the  people  were  secreted  in 
rocks,  having  their  clubs  and  spears,  bows 
and  arrows,  they  thought  that  something 
must  be  amiss — that  they  had  driven  the 
teachers  to  some  other  parts  of  the  island,  or 
had  killed  them.  They  therefore  considered 
it  the  wisest  plan  to  go  to  another  island, 
Ekeamu,  thirty  miles  distant,  w'here  they 
might  hear  all  about  it.  The  teachers  at 
Ekeamu  had  been  kindly  treated;  one  of  them 
and  his  wife  had  died,  but  the  other  two 
teachers  were  quite  well,  and  going  on  w'ell. 
They  learned,  however,  that  at  Eranan,  the 
teachers  had  been  murdered.  At  Ekeamu, 
some  more  teachers  were  left,  and  then  the  John 
Williams  sailed  for  Tanna.  The  last  time  we 
spoke  about  Tanna,  things  were  discouraging 
there,  but  now  we  must  change  our  tone.  After 


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Mr.  Nisbet  and  Mr.  Turner  left,  a disease 
broke  out  among  the  people,  and  it  seemed 
to  them  that  it  was  a punishment  inflicted 
upon  them  for  having  sent  away  their 
teachers.  They  longed  to  receive  others. 
When  the  missionaries  came  in  the  John 
Williams,  they  found  the  house  of  the  teachers 
still  standing  and  in  good  order,  not  a plant 
stolen  from  the  garden ; all  just  as  it  was  left. 
They  placed  three  teachers  on  Tanna. 

After  taking  on  board  two  native  chiefs, 
with  their  wives,  in  order  to  show  them  what 
the  gospel  had  done  in  the  Samoan  Islands, 
that  they  might  return  and  tell  their  country- 
men— the  missionary  party  sailed  to  Erro- 
manga.  They  anchored  close  by  the  island, 
and  three  or  four  natives  came  off  to  them. 
The  object  of  the  missionaries  was  to  have 
a friendly  interview  with  the  people,  to  make 
them  a few  presents,  and  to  let  them  see  that 
they  thought  only  of  doing  them  good.  Five 
or  six  natives  swam  on  board.  They  were 
taken  down  into  the  cabin,  and  shown  the 
portraits  of  Mr.  Williams  and  Mr.  Moffat. 
When  they  were  told  that  Mr.  Williams  was 
the  man  they  had  killed  on  their  shores,  they 
did  not  seem  at  all  concerned.  They  were 


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very  rough-looking  men.  They  were  taken 
back  to  the  shore  in  the  boat,  and  several 
presents  were  made  them.  They  brought 
some  sandal-wood  in  return,  but  the  mission- 
aries said  that  they  did  not  w'ant  that — they 
wished  to  see  the  chief.  An  old  man  ac- 
cordingly came  out,  with  his  staff  in  his 
hand,  but  he  sat  a long  way  off.  Then  some 
of  the  natives  came,  and  told  them  that  they 
did  not  want  any  thing  more,  and  they  wished 
them  to  be  off.  The  missionaries  saw  that 
staying  would  do  no  good,  and  with  a heavy 
heart,  they  once  more  bade  farewell  to  the 
shores  of  dark  and  unhappy  Erromanga. 


CHAPTER  IX. 

A LITTLE  MORE  ABOUT  THE  JOHN  WILLIAMS. 

The  next  morning  they  sailed  for  Sandwich 
Island.  This  was  one  of  the  New  Hebrides 
Group,  about  fifty  miles  from  Erromanga, 
and  must  not  be  confounded  with  the  Sand- 
wich Islands  in  the  North  Pacific,  at  a dis- 
tance of  nearly  3000  miles.  The  missionaries 


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had  been  for  some  time  wishing  to  visit  Sand- 
wich Island  ; and  what  especially  determined 
them  to  do  it  now,  was  this;  when  they  were 
at  Dillon’s  Bay,  Erromanga,  there  happened 
to  be  another  ship  there,  “ the  Ariel, com- 
manded by  Captain  Lewis,  who  had  just  re- 
turned from  Sandwich  Island.  Captain 
Lewis  told  the  missionaries,  that  there  was  a 
party  of  Samoans  on  the  island,  who  had 
been  driven  ashore  there  many  years  ago, 
and  that  Sualo,  the  chief  of  this  party,  had 
sent  a message  through  him,  begging  that 
teachers  might  be  sent  to  them  without  delay. 

So  the  John  Williams  sailed  thither  at  once. 
The  natives,  when  they  saw  it  approach, 
came  off  to  it  in  great  numbers.  They  are 
a fine,  noble-looking  race,  more  gentle  and 
more  civilized  than  the  Erromangans,  or  the 
Tannese.  No  one  stole  anything  from  the 
ship,  which  showed  remarkable  honesty  in 
the  heathen  of  the  South  Seas.  One  of  the 
largest  and  best  harbours  to  be  found  any- 
where in  the  South  Seas,  is  in  this  island,  so 
that  it  will,  no  doubt,  become  an  important 
place.  Four  teachers,  with  their  wives,  were 
left  here. 

Lifu  is  an  island  in  the  Loyalty  Group, 


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lying  not  far  away.  The  missionaries  had 
never  visited  it,  but  they  had  sent  teachers 
to  it,  at  the  request  of  Bula,  a blind  chief,  who 
lived  upon  it.  They  resolved  to  visit  it  now, 
that  they  might  inquire  how  the  teachers 
were  going  on.  A canoe  came  off  to  them, 
with  four  strange-looking  men  in  it.  Two 
of  them  came  on  board.  The  first  thing  they 
did  was  to  undo  their  hair,  which  was 
covered  with  ashes  to  make  it  white,  and 
wrapped  round  with  a mat.  After  they  had 
untied  the  mat,  they  shook  their  heads  to 
make  their  hair  stand  off,  and  it  stood  off  in- 
deed, looking  very  much  like  a gray  mop. 
They  said  that  Bula,  the  chief,  lived  in  an- 
other part  of  the  island.  The  missionaries 
went  to  visit  him,  and  found  him  very  kind. 
The  teachers  were  busy  preaching  to  the 
people,  and  instructing  the  children. 

From  Lifu,  the  John  Williams  proceeded 
to  touch  at  many  other  islands,  which  had 
been  before  supplied  with  teachers.  At  New 
Caledonia,  the  teachers  were  obliged  to  be 
removed,  because  of  Matifliu,  the  cruel  chief 
of  the  Isle  of  Pines,  of  whom  you  have 
already  heard.  The  John  Williams  then 
went  to  Sydney.  Thus  ended  its  first  voyage. 


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Very  soon  it  set  out  again,  and  took  the 
entire  round  of  the  islands.  The  teachers 
had  been  compelled  to  leave  Tanna,  and  fled 
to  another  island  for  fear  of  their  lives. 
Those  at  Sandwich  Island  were  going  on 
well. 

There  is  an  island  with  a very  ugly  name, 
of  which  hitherto  I have  told  you  nothing.  It 
is  called  Savage  Island.  Captain  Cooke, 
who  discovered  it,  gave  it  that  name,  on  ac- 
count of  the  sav'age  appearance  of  the  inha- 
bitants. The  missionaries  in  the  Jo/tn  Williams 
wished  to  get  access  to  these  savage  people, 
and  see  if  teaching  them  about  Jesus  would 
not  make  them  new  creatures.  It  always 
does,  when  the  teaching  is  attended  to.  Love 
to  Jesus  changes  the  heart.  When  these 
islanders  learn  to  love  Christ,  they  must  change 
the  name  of  their  island.  The  Savage 
Islanders  wear  their  hair  and  beard  very  long, 
and  they  besmear  their  bodies  with  charcoal. 
They  look  hardly  like  human  beings,  and 
their  shouts  and  yells  are  terrific.  No  teachers 
could  be  landed  there,  because  they  do  not 
suffer  foreigners  to  go  ashore.  Indeed,  they 
are  so  particular,  that  if  any  of  their  own 
people  happen  to  be  taken  away,  they  are 
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not  permitted  to  land  again ; however,  the 
missionaries  took  with  them  in  the  ship  a 
chief,  who  was  a native  of  Savage  Island, 
and  who  had  been  carried  to  the  Samoas  in 
a whale  ship,  and  they  resolved  to  try  to 
effect  his  landing.  The  chief  w'as  accom- 
panied by  a native  teacher,  whom  he  pro- 
mised to  protect.  They  landed  in  safety,  and 
W'ere  greeted  by  the  natives.  This  was  better 
than  could  have  been  expected. 

And  now  the  John  Williams  turned  home- 
ward, after  having  sailed  100,000  miles,  and 
paid  one  hundred  and  thirty-five  visits  to 
various  islands.  She  reached  London  on  the 
17th  of  May. 

Dear  children,  shall  not  this  little  history 
teach  you  to  pray  for  missionaries  more  than 
ever?  Pray  that  their  lives  may  be  spared, 
and  that  their  work  may  prosper,  and  that 
they  may  have  the  courage,  and  the  bold- 
ness, and  the  wisdom,  and  zeal,  that  they  so 
greatly  need.  Pray  for  the  South  Sea  Is- 
landers, that  they  may  learn  to  fear  God. 
Watch  every  month  for  news  to  come  out 
about  the  New  Hebrides ; and  perhaps  one 
day  when  you  open  the  pages  of  some  Mission- 
ary Magazine,  you  will  see  it  written — 


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“ Tanna  is  a Christiau  land, — Erromanga  is 
a Christian  land, — the  New  Hebrides  have 
stretched  out  their  hands  unto  God !” 

Sooner  or  later  it  shall  be  so.  Some  of  us 
gray-headed  ones  may  be  in  our  graves  be- 
fore then  : but  you,  children,  may  live  to  see 
it.  Those  beautiful  isles  shall  be  more 
beautiful  than  they  are  now  ; their  cocoa-nut 
groves  shall  be  places  of  prayer ; their  hills 
shall  be  vocal  with  the  Redeemer’s  praises. 
The  gems  of  the  Pacific  shall  be  gems  in  the 
crown  of  the  King  of  kings : for  the  mouth 
of  the  Lord  has  spoken  it. 


MISSIONARY  HYMN. 


Our  Saviour's  voice  is  soft  and  sweet 
When  bending  from  above, 

He  bids  us  gather  round  bis  feet, 

And  calls  us  by  bis  love. 

He  leads  to  heaven  where  angels  dwell, 
He  saves  from  endless  woe ; 

Our  lips,  our  lives,  can  never  tell, 

How  much  to  Christ  we  owe. 

t 

But  while  our  youthful  hearts  rejoice, 
That  thus  he  bids  us  come, 

“Jesus,”  we  cry,  with  pleading  voice, 

“ Bring  heathen  wanderers  home.” 

They  never  heard  the  Saviour’s  name. 
They  have  not  learned  his  way  ; 

They  do  not  know  His  grace  who  came 
To  take  their  sins  away. 

Dear  Saviour,  let  the  joyful  sound 
In  distant  lands  be  heard ; 

And  oh ! wherever  sin  is  found. 

Send  forth  thy  pardoning  word. 

And  if  our  lips  may  breathe  a prayer. 
Though  raised  in  trembling  fear. 

Oh ! let  thy  grace  our  hearts  prepare, 
And  choose  some  heralds  here. 

04 


SHESH  ACHUEJYA, 

THE  YOUNG  BRAHMIN  WHO  WANTED  TO  SEE  GOD. 

If  you  could  travel  thousands  of  miles,  to  the 
vast  country  of  India,  you  would  be  very 
much  pleased  with  the  beautiful  birds,  and 
splendid  flowers,  and  delicious  fruits — the 
gold  and  gems, — the  lofty  palm-trees,  and 
wide  and  gently-flowing  rivers  of  that  distant 
land.  But,  alas  ! there  are  millions  of  people 
in  India  who  worship  gods  without  number, 
— ugly  idols  of  wood  and  stone.  These  gods 
are  said  to  have  done  all  kinds  of  wicked 
things;  and  the  people  imitate  their  gods,  and 
are  almost  as  wicked  as  they.  Yet  many  of 
these  poor  people  are  unhappy  about  their 
sins;  and  they  wash  in  the  river  Ganges,  and 
fast,  and  make  many  prayers,  and  put  them- 
selves to  much  pains  to  get  rid  of  their  sins. 
They  never  heard  of  Him  who  “ was  once 
offered  to  bear  the  sins  of  many,”  and  “ who 
taketh  away  the  sins  of  the  world.”  ' 

I shall  tell  you  about  a Hindoo  boy  who 
6*  65 


G6 


SHESH  ACHURJYA, 


wanted  to  see  God,  and  to  get  his  sins  for- 
given, and  how  for  many  years  he  tried  and 
tried  in  vain  to  obtain  mercy  from  his  false 
god.  Oh  ! if  the  dear  children  in  this  coun- 
try were  but  half  as  anxious  to  know  the 
true  and  living  Saviour,  what  a happy  land 
this  would  be  ! 

Little  Shesh  Achurjya  was  born  at  Nag- 
pore,  in  the  north  of  India.  He  was  a Brah- 
min boy  ; that  is,  he  was  of  the  highest  caste 
or  rank.  When  he  was  seven  years  old,  his 
father  sent  him  to  a Gooroo,  or  I'eligious 
teacher.  This  Gooroo  taught  him  to  read 
and  write,  and  to  study  the  Vedas.  The 
Vedas  are  the  sacred  books  of  the  Hindoos. 
They  are  full  of  false  and  foolish  tales,  and 
stories  of  the  wicked  things  the  gods  have 
done — very  bad  books  for  the  little  boy  to 
read — so  different  from  the  true  and  beautiful 
stories  in  the  Bible. 

When  Shesh  Achurjya  was  fourteen  years 
old,  he  wished  very  much  to  see  God.  The 
god  he  wanted  to  see  was  Vishnoo,  the  chief 
god,  or  god  of  gods  among  the  Hindoos. 
Was  this  a good  wish?  Yes,  I think  it  was, 
if  Vishnoo  had  been  the  true  God,  as  the 
young  Brahmin  thought  he  was.  Moses 


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wished  to  see  God  ; and  there  were  some 
Greeks  who,  when  the  Lord  Jesus  was  upon 
earth,  went  all  the  way  to  Jerusalem,  saying 
“We  would  see  Jesus.”  We  cannot  see  him 
now,  but,  if  we  love  him  here,  we  shall  see 
him  in  heaven. 

The  Gooroo  taught  Achurjya  a muntra, 
or  sort  of  prayer ; and  he  told  him,  that  if 
he  repeated  this  prayer  800,000  times,  Vish- 
noo  would  appear  to  him.  Achurjya  re- 
peated his  prayer  over  and  over  every  day, 
with  all  his  might,  and  in  three  months  he 
had  said  it  800,000  times.  But  Vishnoo  did 
not  come.  Then  he  began  to  say  it  all  over 
again.  He  only  allowed  himself  three  hours’ 
sleep  in  the  night,  and  slept  on  the  bare 
ground.  He  only  took  a little  food  just  once 
a-day,  and  by  the  time  he  had  gone  through 
his  task  he  had  made  himself  ill;  but  after  all 
Vishnoo  did  not  appear  to  him. 

Poor  Achurjya  was  very  much  disappoint- 
ed, but  he  was  not  willing  to  give  up.  He 
was  going  to  begin  his  wearisome  task  over 
again,  when  he  was  taken  very  ill,  and  obli- 
ged for  some  time  to  leave  off.  When  he 
was  seventeen,  his  father  went  to  live  at 
Benares.  This  is  the  sacred  city  of  India, 


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SHESH  ACHURJYA, 


and  many  thousands  of  Brahmins  or  priests 
live  there.  HereAchurjya  met  with  another 
Gooroo,  who  promised,  if  he  would  give  him 
one  hundred  and  fifty  dollars,  to  teach  him 
the  highest  rnuntra  which  mortals  could  learn. 
Achurjya  repeated  the  prayer  in  the  Gooroo’s 
house  with  many  ceremonies.  Sometimes 
he  sat  up  to  his  neck  in  water  while  he  said 
it.  He  repeated  it  a hundred  and  sixty-five 
times  every  day,  and  he  scarcely  ate  enough 
food  to  keep  him  alive.  His  father  heard 
about  it,  and  fetched  him  away,  and  punished 
him  severely  for  wasting  so  much  money. 
The  poor  boy  was  so  bent  upon  obtaining 
his  heart’s  desire,  that  he  left  his  father’s 
house,  and  went  to  a distant  part  of  the  coun- 
try to  repeat  his  rnuntra  in  peace  ; but  his 
father  found  out  where  he  was,  and  brought 
him  home  again. 

When  Achurjya  was  twenty-one  years  of 
age,  his  father  persuaded  him  to  marry.  In 
a few  months  his  wife  died.  He  married 
again,  and  soon  after  his  second  wife  was 
accidentally  drowned.  Perhaps  he  might 
think  this  was  a punishment  for  giving  up  his 
prayers.  He  would  not  marry  again.  He 
resolved  to  become  a devotee,  that  is,  to  de- 


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vote  himself  to  the  idol,  and  go  on  pilgrimage 
to  the  idol’s  temples. 

On  foot,  without  attendant,  many  a weary 
step,  and  over  many  a scorching  plain,  he 
travelled.  He  journeyed  through  almost  the 
W'hole  length  of  India,  from  the  Himalaya 
mountains  in  the  north,  to  Cape  Comorin  in 
the  south,  visiting  all  the  temples  of  Vishnoo, 
and  leaving  offerings  there.  He  went  to  the 
source  of  the  Ganges,  fetched  some  of  the 
sacred  water  to  present  to  his  idol,  and  at 
last  returned  to  Benares. 

He  set  out  on  a pilgrimage  a second  time, 
and  travelled  down  the  western  coast.  He 
stayed  at  Lahore  two  years,  and  spent  his 
time  in  performing  poojah  for  the  Rajah,  Run- 
jeet  Singh.  This  poojah  is  making  up  a 
thousand  lumps  of  clayi  every  day,  in  the 
shape  of  a stone  sacred  to  the  god  Siva,  and 
worshipping  them.  After  visiting  more  places 
than  I can  tell  you,  he  came  round  the  south- 
ern point  of  India,  and  up  the  eastern  coast, 
till  he  came  to  Madras.  At  Kantchee,  a 
little  further  on,  he  went  to  a Gooroo,  who 
taught  him  the  Siva  muntra.  He  repeated 
this  muntra,  Nd-M^-Sd-Vd-Jd,  many  times  for 
eighteen  long  months,  fasting  by  day,  and 


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watching  by  night.  Then  he  went  to  Me- 
mang  to  bathe  in  the  sacred  tank,  for  the 
Hindoo  shasters  said  that  this  would  wash 
the  sins  of  twelve  years  away.  Then  he 
went  to  Tripotee,  and  drank  water  out  of  one 
of  Vishnoo’s  shoes,  to  wash  the  sins  of  two 
years  away.  He  performed  poojah  at  many 
other  idol  temples,  and  returned  to  his  friends 
at  Benares. 

Poor  Achurjya  was  now  nearly  twenty- 
eight  years  of  age,  and  half  his  life  had  been 
spent  in  wearisome  and  useless  pilgrimages, 
in  fastings,  and  prayers  to  a god  who  could 
not  hear,  who  could  not  save.  He  was  still 
unhappy  and  dissatisfied.  His  sins  pressed 
heavily  upon  him,  and  he  could  find  no 
peace.  He  set  out  on  pilgrimage  a third 
time  ; and  it  was  a happy  thing  for  him  that 
he  did  so.  As  he  was  on  his  way  from  Jug- 
gernaut to  Calcutta,  he  fell  in  with  another 
traveller  who  was  going  the  same  road. 
They  travelled  together  for  five  days  and 
Achurjya  told  him  all  that  he  had  been  doing, 
and  what  it  was  he  wanted.  The  man  with 
whom  he  travelled  was  a native  Christian ; 
and  he  told  Achurjya  with  great  earnestness, 
that  all  his  pilgrimages,  poojahs,  offerings. 


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and  muntras,  would  be  of  no  use.  He  told 
him  of  the  Lord  Jesus  Christ,  whom  God  had 
sent  into  the  world  to  be  the  Saviour  of  men, 
and  who  had  offered  himself  up  a sacrifice 
for  sinners.  He  told  him  much  of  what 
Jesus  did  and  said, — his  wonderful  works, 
and  his  pure  and  holy  life.  When  he  told 
how  Jesus  raised  Lazarus  from  the  dead, 
Achurjya  thought,  “This  must  indeed  be  the 
Son  of  God.” 

I think  these  two  fellow-travellers  were 
like  the  disciples  going  to  Emmaus,  and  that 
Jesus  himself  was  near  them  while  they 
talked  of  him.  The  heart  of  poor  Achurjya 
did  indeed  burn  within  him  as  he  heard  these 
new  and  joyful  tidings.  He  found  that  there 
was  a Christian  church  at  Burdwan,  near 
Calcutta,  and  he  sought  out  the  Christian 
missionary.  A New  Testament  was  given 
him,  and  he  took  it  to  his  lodgings,  and  read 
it  much.  His  heathen  fellow-travellers  were 
very  angry  with  him,  and  they  wanted  to 
hurry  him  away  from  Burdwan,  lest  he  should 
become  a Christian  ; but  while  they  were 
busy  getting  ready  to  go,  he  slipped  off  with- 
out being  seen,  and  escaped  to  the  mission- 
house  in  safety. 


72  SHESH  ACHUE.JYA,  THE  YOUNG  BRAHMIN. 

Shesh  Achurjya  went  no  more  on  pilgri- 
mage. He  had  found  what  he  wanted.  He 
renounced  his  false  gods.  He  remained 
under  the  teaching  of  the  missionary,  and  on 
the  6th  of  August  1843,  he  was  baptized  at 
Burdwan,  by  the  name  of  Timotheus.  His 
great  delight  now  is  to  tell  his  fellow-country- 
men that  “the  blood  of  Jesus  Christ  cleanseth 
from  all  sins.”  He  prays  to  be  among  “ the 
pure  in  heart,  for  they  shall  see  God and 
he  looks  forward  to  the  time  when  he  shall 
be  perfectly  like  his  Saviour,  and  see  him  as 
he  is. 


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